Northstar Vale i used to be gossamer and silk

collision was going to wait for merely a moment and that is all it took for the other to take him up on his offer of conversation. it pleased the grey male, for he felt as though he should be well acquainted with all wolves that took refuge in the vale.  

 collision is greeted warmly and he offers the man a dip of his head as he approaches and introduces himself. a respectable distance apart for conversation he speak, "welcome to the vale, tzenno," his words are equally warm and a half-smile presses against his face, "my name is collision," his head motion towards the entrance to the tunnel, "it appears you're settling in well?" small talk could get old, but when it was a new face there was always an urge to push on past the pleasantries and really get into the dirt.